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Poster: Ras ViKing Date: Dec 9, 2007 7:20am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: SON, are you joking? NEW YORK ENERGY

i guess then i'll have to speak out on behalf of the rest of us :

as numerous, and grate, as west coast shows were
and as fun and near to each other as east coast shows were
let's not forget the simply stupendous shows from red rocks, telluride, alpine valley (home of the return with terrapin station shows) and deer creek!\

NO ONE area of this grate land of ours has a lock on 'the best shows' nor does quantity automatically trump quality.

but what do i know sittin' here in "fly-over country"
i know i've enjoyed the ride!

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Poster: ducats Date: Dec 9, 2007 8:01am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: SON, are you joking? NEW YORK ENERGY

I agree - it was all about the music - and there is no way one coast (let alone one venue) trumps any other.

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Poster: blacklakelight Date: Dec 10, 2007 8:04am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: SON, are you joking? NEW YORK ENERGY

The question is about deadHEADS from the west who act superior, not which side the band played more or better. I mean--right?

My response is, there will always be "scene" people who've got the look, the 'tude, the parlance down, who hang together and disdain the others as being lesser than. From straight-edge to crusties to Burning fucking Man, this rule maintains. These are usually quite attractive people, and if they weren't busy being the flowering, god-given embodiment of this scene, they'd be playing the same role in that one over there. In fact, scene migration often happens over time: the picture-perfect-punker of '84,impeccably booted, stenciled, and spiked,was the beskirted, dreaded, page-slangin' "family" bro of '91, with the kind Westphalia. Six or seven years go by, and now our boy's the crusty, bandannaed, black-hooded,train-hopping anarchist,blathering about "Mumia" and touring with the WTO.

Today,our boy most likely finds himself in lock step with the "Vice" magazine shtick, the ironic retrograde eighties/disco/cokehead/redneck/mod amalgam,says "nigger" a lot, mocks the poor, takes nothing seriously, in tumultuous relationship with trucker hats, hates the kids,mocks punks and the dead and crust and "Adbusters" and all the other shit he's fallen for over the years,currently doing market research or "viral" product placement of some sort, which is fine because he grasps the inherent contradictions of it all. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Dude, "grasps."

His femmes and fellows come from all coasts. Fuck 'em.

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